Absolution (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THREE months had passed since she had knelt before The grate of the confessional, and he, --The priest--had ...
THREE months had passed since she had knelt before The grate of the confessional, and he, --The priest--had ...
Listen to the Poet's story Of an ancient bell,Freighted with its wreaths of glory, With its fate as well:On Alhambra's ...
(ON THE SEVEN LAST WORDS)IAnd is it well what one hath said?-'Ye who shall watch beside my bed,Get music, not ...
IO angels! will ye never sweep the drifts from my door?Will ye never wipe the gathering rust from the hinges?How ...
Young nursling of the Spring and southern mind!Thou comest like tenderness fostered by neglect, Or like new hope within a ...
Free is the wind that lashes into foamThe fortress waves that gird the Sea-King's homeAnd free the war-worn Flag that ...
I."Carry me out of the host, for I am wounded."The battle waged strong.A fainting soul was borne from the host.The ...
I"There was war in Heaven" (Rev. xii. 7)Surely 'twas hell, not heaven, where first was war, Where first infernal ...
Blessed Death! thou op'st the doorTo the Grand Forevermore!Unto thee the task is givenTo unbar the gates of Heaven!Thou alone ...
Give me the bracelets that your warriors wear, The Roman traitress to the Sabine cried, "Give me the toys, and ...
THE wish behind the thought is the soul's starOf faith, and out of earth we build our heaven.Life to each ...
Sometimes thou seem'st not as thyself alone,But as the meaning of all things that are;A breathless wonder, shadowing forth afarSome ...
Get children, says Commodus. Why unbar The portals of the earth? Pre-natal dead If you had entered here the god ...
(For Richardson Little Wright) There was a gentle hostler (And blessed be his name!) He opened up the stable The ...
She dropped the bar, she shot the bolt, she fed the fire anew For she heard a whimper under the ...
At noon thepaper tigers roar -- Miroslav Holub The paper tigers roar at noon; The sun is hot, the sun ...
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
Pray why are you so bare, so bare, Oh, bough of the old oak-tree; And why, when I go through ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
I. WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLAND OUTSIDE the garden The wet skies harden; The gates are barred on The summer side: "Shut ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
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